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Welcome to Ashwood-quaint coffee shops, picturesque streets, and the occasional existential dread lurking behind every blackout. It was nothing special, just a dot on the map that barely warranted a freeway exit. Then, for three minutes and forty-seven seconds, it ceased to exist. No streetlights. No sound. Phones died. Cars stopped.
Alexis and Mackenzie Ringling know this darkness intimately: it's the truth their parents took to their graves-an experiment gone horribly wrong, birthing creatures of pure static that feast upon memories, fears, and pain.
When the blackouts sweep through Ashwood, each accompanied by a bone-chilling static hum, the sisters and their found family-Sav, Auggie, Theo, and El-are thrust into a waking nightmare.
The Echovores have returned. Creatures of shifting static, capable of becoming anyone from your past-any trauma you've buried deep. Each blackout, each whisper, each crackle of electricity brings them closer, forcing them to relive horrors they thought they'd escaped.
As the static grows stronger and secrets unravel, trust fractures and sanity frays. One thing is chillingly clear: in Ashwood, the past is not a memory-it's a predator. And it won't rest until it consumes them all.
In the darkness, memories kill.